Last Mate

225. About Forgiveness

"I brought his family."

The four doctors who were circling the patient turned their heads. They stared confusedly at Fahri who came carrying a woman. Unlike Radit who looks very calm. Staring at the orange with an unreadable gaze.

The orange pecked at hearing the speech of Fahri. Nor could he have been struggling when all the eyes of the doctors in the room were on him now.

"Why?" The voice of the orange was very slow and almost inaudible.

"W-What's this?" ask again with a trembling voice and eyes that are already pushy.

Fahri gazed intensely at Radit, the doctor began to stare at his three fellow doctors so they all slowly retreated backwards.

The forehead of the orange shrinks as a person's body lies weakly on the bed. He still did not understand what had happened.

"Come here!"

The sound of Radit makes the heart beat very fast. Now, the doctors' words circled his head.

A kara, type perfection and where is her son? His brain began to look for answers to the words of the doctors at lunch.

"Or, come here!" Radit asked for an orange a second time. His first request was only answered with a frozen silence.

Orange's head slowly shook, but Radit smiled. He is the one who steps towards the orange.

"Come on!" Again the orange shakes. His heart is no longer broken now.

"You're curious, aren't you?" The orange gaze that was fixed on someone who was on the bed turned away. Now, he looked towards the brother-in-law.

"Don't make your curiosity a regret."

Deg.

The last words Radit spoke so pierced his heart. Like a clue to a riddle that he had to solve. The orange cannot think clearly. Many questions were lodged in his head.

Wh who? What was? Wh why? That question is circling his head and heart right now. Until Radit gently pulled the hand of his sister-in-law to make Orange realized. However, his footsteps had already advanced forward.

The sight of the orange eyes still could not turn away from the figure that was lying. Wish it was someone he didn't know.

Five meters.

Four meters.

Three meters.

Two meters.

His footsteps just stopped. His body was pecking and his eyes could no longer lie. However, the orange continued to deny with its head shaking.

"No." So weak is the speech of the orange.

Radit who was pulling the hand of his sister-in-law felt that the body of Orange vibrated quite violently. He gave Fahri a code to call obgyn's doctor. He was afraid something might happen with the orange.

"Isn't this pregnant woman your sister-in-law, doc?" One of the curious doctors finally opened his voice. Radit only answered him with a brief nod.

"Who is the man saying he brought this patient's family?" ask the other doctor.

Radit turned his head towards the orange that was still beside him. His eyes did not blink and still looked at his father's face with a body full of medical aids.

"He," Radit replied as he stared at Orange. "Jinga Andhira is the son of doctor Eki."

"Look, Orange!" Radit also said.

"Himwa your father is in your hands now. Only the family can decide." Radit paused his words for a moment. "Stay mounted assistive devices, or be released now." The orange is still silent.

"Whatever your father is bad, he's still the one who made you born into this world. His blood is flowing to your body."

Tests.

A clear thread dripped from his eye patch. Radit is the same as Echa.

"You don't feel what I feel. It is easy to talk about forgiveness. Though I myself cannot forgive him, my heart hurts so much."

Even the tones sounded. Instead of being angry, Radit laughed at the words from Orange.

"Don't look only from the outside, Orange. Let's get to know them." The orange was now staring at Raditya with tears that had drenched his cheeks.

"My wife and I once felt heartache for a father."

Deg.

Jingga looked more intensely at the sister-in-law. However, Radit had already straightened his gaze towards doctor Eki.

"You're luckier than me. I can still feel the love of a mother. As for me-" a rough sigh came out of his mouth.

"I was born into the world to coincide with my mother's death."

It's not just the orange that's surprised. Not even the doctors who were there expected it.

"Born as an orphan and growing up as a child is considered unlucky. Isn't that painful? I am always blamed for anything. Trying to give up is wrong."

The orange was stunned to hear the speech from Raditya Addhitama. He thought his life was suffering. Someone suffered more than him.

"The older I get and the older I become, the more I realize that forgiveness is the key to peace of heart."

Orange breathed a rough sigh. He also looked at his father's face, which was like a corpse.

"If, the pain is not too deep and great. Maybe forgiving is easy, "reply orange. "But this is another story."

Radit smiled hearing the words from the orange. It turned out that his sister-in-law was quite stubborn.

"All the decisions are on you. I just do my job as a doctor. Help the patient."

"I don't feel like I brought him here. Bang Radit should have held him accountable to the one who took him."

Radit smiled again. He stared at the three doctors who were still there. A code from Radit made them nod obediently.

"Time's over, doc." A doctor approaches Eki's sickbed. Two more people examined all the tools that supported the doctor's life.

"Are you ready?" ask one of the doctors. Two doctors answered with a nod.

Orange eyes widen when you see the hand of one of the doctors touching vital organ aids.

"Don't let go!"

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